October wind, chills his skin...He walks home
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alone...A tiny house, a loving wife...hands
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worked to the bone ~ But he don't mind his humble
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life...In this Rundown Town...To be a Sun..A ray
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of One...Like he's always done ~ And it's
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alright...To be there where he's always been...
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He'll live to light...This dark town he's in ~
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The clock strikes old, on his achy bones...His
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final setting sun...And so he rests on an
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unfamiliar bed...And smiles to the Lord, his
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love ~ And it's alright...To be there where he's
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always been...He lived to light...This dark town
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of sin ~ And so he leaves, and he breathes...
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A soul so full of his crown...A life that was
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spent in being content...In the midst of a
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Rundown Town...
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Rundown Town
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| Bleach |
